Now we come to the second reason why we chose to stop for a few days at Réalmont. The first was Albi, about 20kms/12mls to the north. The second is Castres, lying a similar distance to the south. The weather…
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Bunting Hunting
Small birds are tricky to photograph. Something the size of, say, a Golden Eagle gives a photographer a fighting chance, especially if it sits still, stares at you and says, “aren’t I pretty – why not take my portrait?” [Ed:…
Albi
One of the reasons we are where we are, if you see what I mean, is to see Albi. Albi lies 20kms/12mls north of us and, since today the skies cleared a little to leave a patchwork of dark grey,…
Alarm Cocks
We know a few folks back at home who either are keeping or have kept chickens. For basically urban folks, it seems a slightly odd decision to me, perhaps because several weeks frequently pass without our using a single egg…
Fin de la Sécheresse?
Sécheresse nf dryness; drought. A new French word this year for us. Near the beginning of our trip up in Luché-Pringé, France was already suffering from a lack of water. Two glorious weeks later, things were getting worse and the…
Not a Lot
Since we’ve found ourselves a comfortable campsite in an area that has a few things to investigate, we’ve decided to stay for another couple of nights to see out the manic four day weekend. Also, the slightly disturbing weather maps…
Tarnished Silver
After a morning of chores on our last full day at Figeac, Francine planned an afternoon excursion up into the hills to visit Peyrusse-le-Roc, an old silver mining settlement. Whilst not hair-raising, the 20kms journey was, shall we say, “interesting”…
These Little Piggies
It’s almost impossible to believe but we’ve been in France for nearly three weeks and we haven’t yet been to a street market. Street markets are pretty much a religion in France except, it seems, in the Marais Poitevin where…
A World Apart
Yesterday’s planned itinerary to the mediæval town of St. Céré turned into a slight disappointment. Admittedly, being the Ascension public holiday, St. Céré was basically closed along with the rest of France, though in typically Gallic fashion several locals were…
Posted in 2011 Spring Tagged with: damselflies, dragonflies, Figeac, France, nature, orchids, Rocamadour, travel, wildlife
Dawn Chorus
Most mornings in the Marais Poitevin, we awoke to a regular but fascinatingly varied dawn chorus started, as at home, by a Robin proclaiming his territory. He was quickly joined by a Song Thrush and a Blackbird before various other…
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